There was nothing to say all night, Chen Xiaobai squatted on the tree and was about to fall asleep, and the people below were very busy coming and going, and this ceremony seemed to be quite well prepared.

Finally, when the day was about to dawn, a pile of items like a hill was piled up in the open space in front of the small temple in this valley.

Chen Xiaobai didn't know how so many things were transported to the depths of this mountain.

A casual glance over there made me feel that there was one thing that stood out the most in the mountain of items, because it turned out to be a strange basin.

This basin is black and not slippery, and its size is not large, it is two circles smaller than an ordinary basin, but its appearance is really special.

There are many skulls of different sizes carved on the outside of the basin, densely and unevenly distributed outside the entire basin, hiss, this weird shape, even people like Chen Xiaobai, who do not have a phobia of density, are disgusted to see.

If you really have a dense phobia here, it is estimated that you can faint directly at a glance at the disgusting skull basin.

Except for this conspicuous pot, the rest were ordinary priestly utensils, as well as offerings.

Obviously, they were going to hold a ritual, but what they were used for, Chen Xiaobai didn't know, but even if she didn't know, she decided to destroy the ritual.

Whoever makes this group of people look like good people, and they still hold the Death Soul Lamp, maybe this is a group of evil cultivators, maybe how this ritual will harm the world, or destroy the safest.

After a while, when the sun showed its first rays, the ritual in the willow grove in the valley officially began.

At first, Chen Xiaobai was still wondering, why does a dead yin and dead yin thing like the Dead Soul Lamp need sunlight to launch the ceremony? Aren't sunlight and yin qi mutually reinforcing?

But when the first rays of the sun shone through the layers of leaves into the small valley, she found that the sunlight did not shine into the willow forest, but directly in front of the houses built on the outskirts of the willow forest.

Because the surrounding wooden houses block the light, the willow forest appears even darker, and the environment inside and outside the willow forest is in stark contrast.

However, Chen Xiaobai was shocked to find that at this moment, the yang energy outside the willow forest was gradually strong, and the yin energy in the willow forest also began to rise.

The yin energy in the forest seems to be opposite to the yang energy outside the woods, how high the yang energy rises, how high the yin energy rises, and in an instant, although the yang energy outside the forest is luxuriant, the yin energy in the forest is also suddenly lush.

This will Chen Xiaobai finally understand, it turns out that this forest composed of willow trees should also be a magic circle with the function of gathering yin.

If this is the case, then this is the time when the yin energy rises to its highest point.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaobai saw the old man carefully holding the Dead Soul Lamp, coming out of the previous offering temple, and walking to the open space outside, where he put the Dead Soul Lamp on the offering table in the open space.

In addition to the Death Lamp on the offering table, there was also the weird skull basin that Chen Xiaobai had seen before, and just when she was really wondering what the basin was for, she saw a person walking out of the crowd next to her, and he was holding a calf!

Looking at this calf, Chen Xiaobai frowned.

If she remembers correctly, the method of a priest demon was recorded in the "Innate Foreshadowing Formula", which was to use a heifer that was less than three days old, behead it, and take the first bowl of blood that gushed out, at this time, this bowl of blood was the most feminine, but also the most nourishing, the demon's favorite thing.

The blood of this newborn heifer can often be used to awaken sleeping high-ranking demons or evil spirits.

And this blood, the person who donates the blood must also be the purest virgin. No one else is allowed to touch the bowl of blood, and the virgin must offer his own blood at the same time as the bowl of blood.

Such an evil way, if this sacrifice is really like this, then these people are really doing evil deeds.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaobai's little face couldn't help but sink, and she also thought that this Dead Soul Lamp might be acting as a connecting medium.

And the other end that is connected is the main head of this sacrifice.

Just when Chen Xiaobai was thinking about how to stop this sacrifice, the sacrifice had already taken the first bowl of blood from the newborn heifer.

Sure enough, the one who took the bowl of blood and brought it to the offering table was a young woman, who looked to be in her twenty-eighth year, as tender as water.

I saw her holding a sea bowl in both hands, which was full of blood, although it was a little difficult to hold it, but she still walked steadily.

She walked over to the offering table and poured the blood into the eerie skull basin from earlier, then she pulled out a dagger and reached her wrist directly above the skull basin.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he made a deep cut in his wrist with the dagger.

The bright red blood of the virgin spurted out in an instant, falling directly into the skull basin.

The moment the two strands of blood fused together, the old man, who had been standing quietly at the front, moved, pinched a finger, and said something in his mouth.

At this time, the pale girl was helped down, and the wound on her wrist began to be treated.

After a while, I saw that the blood in the skull basin gradually darkened in color, and the blood red turned to crimson, and then slowly turned black.

The old man stopped when the blood turned the color of ink, and he stepped forward and respectfully placed the Death Lamp into the skull basin.

I only saw that the original faint fire light of the dead soul lamp entered the skull blood basin, and with a bang, the firelight exploded violently, and then the faint blue flame grew at a speed visible to the eye, and the green fire center in the center of the flame also became deeper and greener.

This lamp just now seemed to be a dying old man, listlessly wilting there, and at this moment it seemed to instantly absorb the full vitality and rejuvenate again.

The flame in the lamp of the dead soul thrived, and it was this basin full of black blood that provided it with nourishment.

At this time, the old man showed a relaxed expression, and the Death Lamp was once again successfully vigorous.

He knelt down directly in front of the Death Lamp, and the other people standing next to him also knelt down when they saw the old man kneeling, kneeling there respectfully one by one, their hands stretched out above their heads, palms facing up, and the backs of their hands tightly pressed to the ground.

The old man led everyone to respectfully kowtow to the Death Lamp three times.

Then the old man stood up alone, and the others were still kneeling there.

The old man raised his skeletal cane and began to circle the offering table, slowly dancing with his hands.

Although his movements were very slow, they were very steady, and the amplitude was not small, and according to a certain rhythm and pace, the old man jumped up.